This is a song about "Four five second"

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

Four more tarts playing harps

You haters put up your guards

I'm the answer like four

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

It starts to go downhill by 9.8 meters per second per second

Wouldn't have thought about it, for a second,

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Magic city tipping them

Yo....you know i'm five seven/

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Every day from 9 to five

I'm working on four dimensions

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six